"No need, no need."
The others waved their hands.
They were all celebrities and usually ate very little to maintain their figures.
If he didn't reject them quickly, they might not be able to resist the urge to have a few more.
If things got out of hand, he would be in deep trouble after the recording.
Shu Ling changed the topic. "Qingyou's mission isn't to distribute the buns, is it?"
Song Qingyou didn't answer.
This was to prevent the production team from using the excuse that they could not disclose the mission information to make her efforts go to waste.
"It's unlikely," Yu Muhuai analyzed rationally.
"If the mission is to distribute the buns, we should be the ones to bring the breakfast over ourselves, not the staff who set it up for us to eat."
"That makes sense," Zhao Yingnan echoed.
